Olaaaay, olay, olaay!!!

Lessons learned. Last night I told Katie to go get some sleep so I could pass Ashtyn off for her midnight feeding. At least she would get 3 hours or so of sleep in case little one decided to pull an all-nighter. We settled into the recliner about 9:00ish and started watching some TV and feeding a bottle.

After an hour she found a sleeping position that suited her and would just about fall asleep, then she’d start laughing and wake herself up. I couldn’t help but start laughing too, so we both sat there and tried to sleep, then start to laugh. She finally did fall to sleep, but much to my chagrin I found that the remote control was on my right side on the table and that was where Ashtyn was sleeping. Normally not a big deal, but the channel was stuck on ESPN2 and Soccer was on.

I’ll pretty much watch any sport on TV, up to and including, billiards, lacrosse, cricket and even that stupid dog show on Animal Planet with at least passing interest. I draw the line at Soccer. SOMEBODY PICK UP THE BALL AND THROW IT!!! SOMEONE MAKE A TACKLE!!! For the love of God, SOMEONE SWING A BAT!!!!!

I know some people love their Soccer and we’ve been told only about a million times since the 1970’s that we’re supposed to embrace the worlds sport, but it’s like watching a well executed 3 man weave in basketball for 90 minutes – athletic looking, but also boring after about 2 minutes. I need scoring, or at least the threat of it. They showed the highlights of some other game during one of the breaks and they showed 3 shots on goal. I thought, “Well, I suppose they only had time to show those 3 shots.” No….. those were the only 3 shots the entire GAME!! Mozambique 1 – Congo NIL.

It was the only time in my life that I wished the channel was on Lifetime or WE. Now that I think about it, Ashtyn was probably not sleeping at all, she was probably faking it and couldn’t hold back the laughter when she realized what she was making me watch.

She’s a chip off the ol’ block.